Mag-log inRose folded her arms loosely across her chest and looked at Cassandra as though she genuinely didn't understand what there was to be afraid of. “Should I be?” “Most people are,” Cassandra replied with a small chuckle. Rose simply looked at her for a moment before answering honestly. “I don’t kn
Meanwhile Cassandra Black had heard about Rose long before she actually met her. At first, it had been nothing more than casual gossip from the servants. Rose had become a subject of conversation in Hayden's mansion and surprisingly the Black ancestral mansion mostly because nobody knew much about
After everything that happened at Black PMC, Hayden found himself paying more attention to Rose, although he couldn't quite explain when that shift had happened. But he knew it wasn't because of what she had done in the boardroom rather it was her reaction afterward. Despite becoming the subject
Even John's men lowered their gazes because they knew Alex was right. The rules of the underworld had been established by the one who held its highest authority, and now that Alex was the King of the Underworld, he had the authority to change those rules whenever he deemed it necessary. If Alex wan
The Brown mansion's massive gates were guarded day and night, while armed men were stationed throughout the property. No outsider could enter the grounds without permission from the Brown family. That was the rule. At least, it had been until today. Several black vehicles stopped outside the main
They remained silent, too frightened to speak and too stubborn to give up the information they had been ordered to protect. Alex's expression didn't change. “Continue.” His men immediately stepped forward. The remaining prisoners realized that the interrogation was far from over and that their sile
Bradley hissed in frustration because he didn’t want Branson to find out about Bryan’s predicament. However, it was still somewhat favorable since Branson hadn’t discovered the existence of the video footage. “You don’t have to be disappointed, Bradley. I know you tried to keep this from me, but y
The glass doors of the meeting room slid shut behind Alex with a soft hiss. The representatives from the other company were still bowing and exchanging polite farewells when Alex turned and walked away without a backward glance He adjusted the cuff of his sleeve as he walked down the executive cor
“You fucking Byers are all the same—always acting like you own the world,” John scowled, glaring at Bradley with open disdain. “What did you just say?!” Bradley demanded, his face twisting into an ugly frown. “Listen, old man. I’m done listening to your bullshit,” John snapped coldly. “This hote
Noticing that the hotel director had fallen into deep contemplation, Luthor waited patiently for him to reach a decision. He knew the man would speak only when he felt ready. Frankly, it didn’t matter to Luthor what choice the hotel director made. Whatever decision he reached held no real signific







